This shouldn't have happened. I wasn't even going fast, I was turning down a dirt path hill. I just got done with the Eeyore's Birthday bike ride back in April, I had been out in the sun all day, wasn't drinking enough water but drank beer instead, and just kinda fell on my whatever it's called. I think it's called a chain drive. But...it looks like a chicken leg on a BBQ grill per my dad, and other people call it tiger claws, etc. It's still on my leg, and I don't feel like making it disappear with Vitamin E. I kinda like it... |
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